Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Singapore and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Five Americans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Arthur Verocai,
Rufus Thomas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Pretty Things,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Camouflage,
Dual Sessions,
the Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bush Tetras,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Toni Rubio,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Evens,
Freddie Wadling,
The Vogues,
Judy Mowatt,
Juan Atkins,
The Blackbyrds,
Slave,
The Monks,
The Saints,
Angry Samoans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Neil Young,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roy Ayers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stereo Dub,
The Techniques,
Dawn Penn,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gichy Dan,
Bauhaus,
Khruangbin,
Section 25,
Quadrant,
Black Bananas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
B.T. Express,
Infiniti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scion,
Model 500,
Joe Smooth,
The Standells,
China Crisis,
Goldenarms,
Eli Mardock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barbara Tucker,
Livin' Joy,
Funky Four + One,
Althea and Donna,
Yaz,
DJ Style,
The Sonics,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.